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Diana Vilic

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Thursday, February 9, 2017

Dear Amy...

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Dear Amy,
We've talked on and off over the past 5 years. No matter what, you're still one of my closest friends. You know more about me than many people do.

It pains me so much to see the way some people treat you. Because you're honestly one of the most amazing people in the entire world.

Thank you for the following:

Being real.

You're one of the most honest people I know. You're entirely yourself. I love how you don't pretend to be anyone or anything. You are yourself. And you don't give a damn who likes you. You weren't always this way. It's amazing to see you come this far and become such a badass.


No matter how long it's been since we talked, you always are there to listen to me when I need you. No matter what you're going through, you're always there for me. I'm sorry if you ever felt like I took advantage of that.

You're amazing. Thank you so much for never getting sick of my same old problems. You never complained about having to listen to the same rants over and over again. You never once told me to get over my feelings. You understand me. You know I sometimes just need to get my feelings out.


Thank you for all the jokes. Thank you for Dr.McHottie jokes. Thank you for the 8am, "HOW CUTE IS HE?" texts. Thank you for reminding me that my life is more than just a serious thing. Not everything is worth stressing over. Not everything is going to be an end all.

You make me laugh when I'm stressed. You send me photos of cute guys and cats and funny videos. You remind me that I don't need to be consumed with serious life all the time. Because life isn't always serious.

Thank you for showing me, sometimes the only way to get over pain is to laugh it out.

*And Gummy Bears are the best way to get over a heartbreak.


I've said it before, you're amazing. You are one of the most caring people I know. No matter how anyone treats you, you still care for them. You know how to make everyone feel like someone. When I took on the roll as Supervisor, you were the one I turned to for advice.

I always admired how you treated people. You're a ball of sunshine, even when shit sucks. You knew how to put it past you and care about the person in front of you.

You're one of the most compassionate people I know. There's not a person you don't care about. You never view anyone as less than. No matter what, everyone is at the same level as you. Even if its the janitor or the CEO. You don't care.

You're beyond smart. You never liked school. But dammit you're clever. I can have conversations with you about anything. Anytime someone in high school called you a ditz, I wanted to kick their teeth in. You were always more than those stupid tests we had to take.

You're clever and witty. Yes, sometimes you are an airhead. (But Amy, jokes are hard.) In all seriousness, your humor is an acquired taste. Not everyone gets it. But that's okay. Because when I'm having a bad day, I know you're the person I need to talk to.

You're hard working as hell. I don't know anyone else who could have been thrown into a leadership role at 18-19 and kick ass. You have a way with people. And you know how to prioritize what matters to you. Sometimes, that isn't school work. It's almost always people. I can't wait to see what you grow up to use that skill for.

I hate how people treat you. They walk all over you and take advantage of how kind you are. I'm so sorry that people cannot see you for the ball of amazing you are. I know we're polar opposites. You're not intimidating, you're no where near a bitch. And you know how to be happy when you're sad. I can't do any of that. By existing, you make me a better person.

You're always something for me to aim for. You encourage me to be better than I actually am.

No matter how much I screw up, you make me see the logical side to what I've done. Mistakes aren't ever mistakes to you. They're things that happened. There's never a good or bad.

Thank you for existing and encouraging me to be better.
I hope you get everything you deserve. You deserve the entire universe. I hope someone gives it to you. If no one comes around though, I know you'll get it yourself. You're a fucken badass. And I love you for it.

Marketing student with a focus in visual marketing with a addiction to coffee.


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